By People Staff
March 25, 1974 12:00 PM

Dali and the brave

To the innocent eye, it was like a Fellini movie come to life. Before a dazzling throng of the curious and the merely strange—including one young woman with her own penciled-in mustache—Dadaist oddball Salvador Dali aimed a well-manicured finger, for no apparent reason, at his sculpture Nieuw Amsterdam at the opening of his latest New York show. A sort of surrealistic cigar-store Indian, the work is said to represent the sale of Manhattan to Dutch settlers in exchange for the preinflation pittance in trinkets.

Lucky Pierre

Looking slightly pugnacious and a little worried about his hole card, former presidential press secretary Pierre Salinger, right, was under the movie lights in Paris, where he now lives. Familiar cigar firmly in place, the roly-poly Salinger, normally a free-lance writer, plays a U.S. embassy official in Robert Parrish’s What Are Friends For, a tale of narcotics and intrigue.

Elliot’s open door

At a Harvard law forum, former Watergate prosecutor Archibald Cox, left, met former U.S. Attorney General Elliot Richardson for the first time since the “Saturday Night Massacre.” Richardson told his audience he had “all but closed the door” on running for Massachusetts governor. He said nothing about not running for President.

Discovered Perle

Confined to a wheelchair since she broke her hip in a fall 19 months ago, Washington’s legendary “hostess with the mostess,” Perle Mesta, has moved to Oklahoma City to live with her brother. To avoid publicity, she was flown in under an assumed name, but her arrival did not go unnoticed for long. In her hospital room, Lt. Governor George Nigh and his wife presented a welcoming proclamation from the Sooner state senate.

A maternal Ava

Nimbly leaping the generation gap, 30-year-old American pop singer Freddie Davies, now performing in Europe, turned up as confidant and companion to ex-movie queen Ava Gardner, 51. Explained the gallant Davies, who escorted the once-voluptuous Ava for a night of dinner and dancing in London: “She’s like a mother to me.”

Liza’s a carnival, old chum

Never at a loss for escorts, Liza Minnelli draped herself around her latest, Pedro Aguinaga, during a break in the week-long frenzy of Rio’s raucous carnival. She endured a strenuous singing engagement, partied until 3 a.m. amid the usual carnival crush of bodies, and somehow always smiled.

Zero plus one

Drenched from his customary Herculean labors following the Broadway opening night performance of Ulysses in Nighttown, Zero Mostel wrapped his wife Kate in a damp, bearlike backstage embrace. As James Joyce’s long-suffering Leopold Bloom, the tireless Mostel, eloquent of eye, mustache and vast, shambling body, got a brave grin from Kate—and good notices from the critics.

Bardot in the snow

During an outing in the French Alps, Brigitte Bardot took a blue-jeaned first fling at cross-country skiing. Pursued as always by paparazzi, she swatted one with a dog’s leash and managed to slip away for a few snowy capers with friends like singer Antoine, above. Her escape from photographers left the field clear for la Bardot’s man of the moment, erstwhile moviemaker Laurent Vergez, who snapped this shot.

Roman holiday

Violets in hand, her big brown eyes hidden behind even bigger Garboesque glasses, a semiretired Audrey Hepburn strolled through Rome’s Piazza Navona with her Italian husband Dr. Andrea Dotti and 13-year-old Sean Ferrer, her son by an earlier marriage to actor Mel Ferrer. Mrs. Dotti hasn’t exactly given up movies, she says, but when in Rome, well, she’d prefer to remain there. Her last film was Wait until Dark, made in 1967.

Rudi and royalty

For January’s Muhammad Ali-Joe Frazier heavyweight fight, Lee Radziwill chose a sportsminded escort—her young nephew John Kennedy Jr. But for this month’s Broadway opening of the Leonard Bernstein musical Candide, a more theatrical type was required. The princess’s selection: dancer and all-around beautiful person Rudolf Nureyev. Both seemed pleased with the other’s taste.